Why are you so dedicated to win?

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- Where were you?,- I was trying to snick at home and to my room,- you are ignoring my calls and messages, you have already grown enough to ignore me, so maybe you want to live alone too?

- Dad, I was with a friend. We lost track of the time. Sorry.

- You was with that new friend of yours?

- Yes.

- OK, but you missed your practise BecBec,- why did he just let it go like that, wasn't it too easy?

- Yes, I know I will go tomorrow, promise,- I wanted to go to my room already when he held my arm.

- Sit, I have something to tell you,- I sat down in front of him, by the kitchen table. He had that worried kinda face.

- What happened dad?

- The game, volleyball, you need to win the final Rebecca.

- Why? ,- I really didn't want to play against my girlfriend and he never calls me Rebecca.

- What do you mean why? Because you are in competition and as a good sports woman you need to win. Why is that under question?

- Yeah, why is this under question, dad, it's a game, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, I can't always win.

- Yes I know, but this time, you must win.

- Me?,- I smirked a bit,- now it is a me? Hah? What about we? Us?

- Yes, you all need to win the final.

- What is going on dad?

- REBECCA, - he is never yelling at me.

- Dad, why are you screaming at me? ,- my eyes got teary immediately, they are never yelling at me.

- You need to win this game, if you want to go to university,- he said it very coldly, like it was nothing.

- What?  How game and my university can be anyhow connected?

- They are, right now very much directly. If you win the game you will go to university, if not....

- Dad, I don't understand, - I was crying already, what is going on.

- Just do us I said, and don't think about it that much.

- Dad I...

- Just go and win half final at Friday and then we will talk after about everything.

- Please, dad

- REBECCA, - he yelled at me again and just walked away.

I'm in a huge confusion, I can't calm myself from crying so I went to talk with grandma. She always knows what to do and she gives best advice for me.

My 💕: My Sarocha, is everything oké?

I texted Freen on my way to the garden where I could find my grandma in this time of the day.

- My angel,- she opened her arms widely and I just sink into her warm hug.

- Grandma, how are You?

- I'm fine my child, how are you?

- Well , I'm not sure grandma, I'm in confusion actually.

- Why? I thought stolen flowers were a sign that you figured out your confusion,- she was smiling at me with a playful eyes.

- Grandma, - I lowered my eyes,- I'm sorry. It was just too early for shops so I just ...

- BecBec, if it was for her, I'm not angry.

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